*36* Moving On

As expected, Ben was in his own elements. When I said I will move next Sunday, he simply shook his head and said if I wanted to stay with him I had to do that today. I had already called in sick and my boss, Mr Shepherd, somehow was in a good mood today so I didn't have to worry about my work.

Stepping into Ben's apartment with two of my suitcases was a task. I had to convince the caretaker that Ben himself asked me to move in, but much to my chagrin he called Ben to know if that's true, after arguing that Ben hadn't let him know about it. Ben on the other hand told me that he simply forgot to tell the caretaker about it. But from his light voice, I could tell he did this deliberately.

"This is childish," Preety grumbles in the phone, "forgetting that you are moving in with him when he is the one who suggested it."

"Hmm." I sigh while putting my clothes inside the cupboard.